In the girl's bathroom, there is consistently one flyer. Inside the stall, directly at eye level — one lone flyer. It changes frequently — the content is promoted by different groups and there is no consistent thread between the advertisements. But for some strange reason, it seems there can never be more than one flyer on the wall. Never mind you that there is a ton of extra room surrounding the sole piece of paper. This stall is only big enough for one of us.
Tuesday, 10:34 p.m.
The Theory of Cross-Over Hour:
The Frisc is most crowded between 10 and 11:30 p.m. every weekday night. Known as "cross-over hour," this is the time of confluence between different work schedules. Half the Frisc users come at about 7 or 8 p.m. and stay until 11 or so. The other half arrive around 10, either for a quick visit and are gone by 11:30, or stay for the long haul. Regardless of visitor motive, population explodes during cross-over hour, resulting in a scarcity of open computers, an increase in the likelihood of running into friends (or people one would rather not see) and an exponential jump in volume level. 50 decibels my ass.
The Frisc is most crowded between 10 and 11:30 p.m. every weekday night. Known as "cross-over hour," this is the time of confluence between different work schedules. Half the Frisc users come at about 7 or 8 p.m. and stay until 11 or so. The other half arrive around 10, either for a quick visit and are gone by 11:30, or stay for the long haul. Regardless of visitor motive, population explodes during cross-over hour, resulting in a scarcity of open computers, an increase in the likelihood of running into friends (or people one would rather not see) and an exponential jump in volume level. 50 decibels my ass.
Monday, 5:15 p.m.
Update: The mez is boiling, the basement is shiver-inducing and the lobby is inconsistent because of the handicap door, which gets stuck on open.
Monday, 12:15 p.m.
Sometime over the course of the last 24 hours, someone realized that giving students frostbite in the Frisc was a poor idea. Now, we're all going to die of heat stroke instead.
Saturday, 9:27 pm
... A truly most interesting time for people watching. Though the availability of people to watch is few and far between. I bet I wouldn't have to wait for the bathroom right now. Oh wait, I probably would.
Friday, 4:20 p.m.
I commend the genius who thought one bathroom was sufficient in the basement of the Frisc. I have never not had to wait. It's not just a peak hours issue — I once had to wait at 2:30 a.m..
Thursday, 5:54 p.m.
The Theory of the Dinnertime Lag:
Between 5:30 and 7 p.m., the Frisc crowd thins out. An increased number of Ratty take-out boxes and wrappers from the lobby food cart upstairs litter tables and floors.
One key group takes advantage of the DL: Study room users. The DL is an optimal time to claim a room and then keep it until 2 a.m.. It is because of the DL and those who know about it that later study room aspirants fail.
Between 5:30 and 7 p.m., the Frisc crowd thins out. An increased number of Ratty take-out boxes and wrappers from the lobby food cart upstairs litter tables and floors.
One key group takes advantage of the DL: Study room users. The DL is an optimal time to claim a room and then keep it until 2 a.m.. It is because of the DL and those who know about it that later study room aspirants fail.
Wednesday. 11:48 p.m.
The basement is currently suffering from what is commonly known as "FishCo Syndrome." The volume level is relatively low and there are open computers. Not many, but a few. The social contingent of the Sci Li does not appear to be in attendance tonight - most everyone present is working, to some degree.
